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[krazy]
what what what what what

[chorus]
[krazy]
who talkin noise?
we makin noise
504 boy
playin with them big toys
[x4]

[mac]
look
motherf-ckers its mac
the one who pump slugs in your back
lyrical attacka
keep it ghetto like black lacqua
camo’d -ssasin
to the best (?) the epitomy
of a soulja
bustin like i got chips up on my shoulda
hold your horses
i come through like “whatchu wanna do?”
murder who?
i kill that whole crew with a 2-2
these n-gg-z rookie
i crush em like pink cookies
dont f-ck with me
when im broke
p-ssed off
and my b-tch aint given me no nookie
kinda glad p took me
off the streets to make duckies
now i take supermodels to hotels
and make whoopie
pull they hair
call em out they names
dont you like that?
then i give my lil sister the cash
so she strike that
n-gg-z like mac
rock mercedez benz toe bustas
and i only shop at them military
stores cousin
solja rag on my eyes till i die
n-gg- what?
im a tank dogg
these n-gg-z is just mutts
(arf!)

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[krazy]
my n-gg- jeff just got 30 years
f-ck mc
went in a house
found a safe with about 3 bricks
thats that punk b-tch deuce-a
sweatin my n-gg-z
he wont rest until my whole click’s
doin some figgaz
can we ride on my enemy’s late tonite?
a young n-gg-
with a .45
bustin on site
what i might
is whether (?) bleed with p-ssion
see this drug game to me
is like a fatal attraction
salvation from this life
thats what i need
see these jealous -ss n-gg-z
wont let me breathe
will i succeed in this cold world?
pray for me please
i dont get caught up in this rap life
a dying disease
over seas is where they come from
we know who sent them
if them b-tches six-teenth
i believe ill get them
i aint f-ckin with no new n-gg-z
believe im ballin
if i ever go to jail
big boz im callin
will my real n-gg-z ride for me?
believe they will
if i get killed
bring me back to the ivoryville
n-gg-

[chorus (x2)]

[d.i.g.]
they say only god can judge me
my peepz say “yeah there be world war 3
prolly in the year 2 g
but livin this street life
im thuggin and ready to rumble
with any n-gg- that ready to tussle
motherf-cker
i feel as if im at the edge of my life
so i give it to them raw
in the heat of the night
i aint hard to find
im the n-gg- with the two 9’s
next to the last don
n-gg- thugged out for mine
a made man
the bossalinie of the scenery
and be full of that greenery
when you peepin me
im full of that crime family
im on the grind and i can handle that
i aint trappin
i gotta weigh that shake
ima hit them with these ghetto ingredients
some ghetto dope
go round tweekin
and get d.i.g.
thats me im a young n-gg-
f-ck around with me dog
and y’all get done n-gg-

[chorus (x4)]

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